"Stop with the lies

And the hate

And the hurt

Filled with their cries

Cause we treat them 

Like dirt

A small child shies

At a hand 

Raised to hurt

This word is not mine

Not the sea

The skies, or earth

Full of fear wishin we could hide

From the shame

Pain,and eyes

The white flag flies

To give me

A freedom not rightfully mine

Thank you Lord i sigh

As i remember the sacrifice."